Honey Trap! ~The Honey Trap Encirclement to Ensnare the Summoned Hero~ - Chapter 95 & 96

Chapter 95: Raising a Toast to the Hero’s Engagement! (Part 6)

Kris recalls her childhood. She and Irene, always close, were opposites. Irene, idolizing their father, played at being a knight, while Kris, dreaming of princesses, indulged in make-believe. As they grew, Kris honed her knightly talents, and Irene chose the path of a noble lady. A common tale. Kris never regretted abandoning femininity for knighthood.

“Hey, why not become a princess? You’d totally pull it off.”

Yet, a sweet, irresistible whisper lingers in her heart. Oh, to be a princess, saved by a white knight, clad in a lovely dress, sleeping in a canopied bed. A childhood dream—surely it’s okay to indulge just a little…

“…W-Wait! Hold on…!”

Someone outside calls out, but Kris doesn’t hear. Her steps falter as she drifts toward the voice, deeper into the dark cave, toward the hidden flower’s bloom.

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“Oi! Hold up! Agamemnon, something’s off!”

“Hmm, mental interference. Don’t take your eyes off Kris-jou.”

“Allowing a junior to fall into a trap—what a blunder! I must unleash the seal on my left hand, releasing the hidden power of eternal darkness…!”

“Didn’t you say right hand last month?”

“Grr, nitpicking pest!”

“…Everyone, follow.”

The Troublemakers trail Kris’s dazed steps, chattering noisily. That she can’t hear them signals potent mental interference. They ready for battle, bloodlust high, and charge into the cave’s depths.

They don’t know how to break mental interference, but smashing the enemy should do it…! A (wrong) lesson from six months of adventuring.

“Huh? Sunlight?”

“Crack in the ceiling. And these flowers…”

“I sense magic. Ho ho.”

The cave opens into a wide chamber. A ceiling fissure lets dazzling light pour in, illuminating a field of white flowers. At its center stands a triumphant beauty.

“Fufufu, cute little princess and frail humans. Well done reaching here… Wait, hold on!”

“Take this, culprit! My strike will end this case!”

“First, a good wallop!”

“Huh!? Straight to that!?”

Lucius and Eremia lunge, forcing the beauty to dodge. Yuri’s eyes widen at her agility.

“No way…!”

Indeed. As she evades, her massive chest sways dramatically—bouncy, braless, truly fantasy-grade.

Can’t blame him for hunching over. Yuri’s self-justification is cut short by Agamemnon’s head-smack. Ouch.

“Focus, lad. Kris-jou’s still wobbling.”

“Right! Hey, lady! Those two are a brutal tag-team even thugs flee from! Give up and lift the charm on Kris!”

“…They do seem ferocious. But Kris, was it? Fufufu, my sweet princess is dreaming a delightful dream—every girl’s dream of being a princess. Interrupting’s not nice, is it?”

“You’re using mental interference and have the gall to say that?”

“Kris is a proud female knight!”

Tension crackles, but the beauty’s smile deepens.

“Oh, I’m just showing her the dream she secretly craves. That’s all I do—freeing the desires you humans bury deep…”

Whoosh! Bat-like wings sprout from her back. Floating, she laughs, her face no longer human.

“I’m Izabel, the Lust Goddess! Ahahaha, frail humans, I’ll expose every secret you hide!”

A goddess reveals herself in the cave’s depths.

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“Oi, Yuri. That’s your goddess, right? Talk it out.”

“Yeah, yarichin. Perfect god for you—bet you’d hit it off. Negotiate.”

“You were eyeing her up. Lusting after your own goddess? True stud…”

“You guys, I’ll deal with you later! Hey, Izabel, Lust Goddess! Too bad, your dreams are all wrong! Kris, snap out of it!”

“…Huh…”

Kris shakes her head, her hazy eyes locking onto Yuri. Even a half-baked hero’s fervor disrupts the interference.

“This power…! You’re no ordinary man…!”

“Hmph, I’m just a NEET, but I know you’re wrong! If a female knight dreams of being a princess…”

Yuri pauses, inhaling deeply. Eyes shut, then snapping open, he roars with all his soul.

“It’s called a Princess Knight!!!”

“““““…Huh?””””

Everyone—goddess included—gapes at Yuri, dumbfounded. The sheer absurdity stuns even Izabel, who thinks, What’s this guy on about? The interference breaks, but Kris, now lucid, is equally lost.

“W-Wait… This world doesn’t have princess knights? You’ve got female knights, but…?”

“Uh, Yuri-dono, sorry to ask right after waking, but… what’s a princess knight?”

“Uh, well, it’s like… a female knight’s evolved form. Wearing a circlet, a frilly dress, or armor that just guards the chest, fighting like a princess…”

“What’s the point of a circlet? Or a dress on a battlefield…”

“Don’t logic it!! It’s just that kind of thing!”

“‘That kind’ or not, I’ve never seen such a thing.”

“I’ve lived ages, never heard of it.”

“Nothing like that on the Dark Continent.”

“First I’m hearing of it. What? Your world had those?”

“…Sorry, I’m clueless too…”

Even the goddess is stumped. Yuri collapses, trembling with shame, raging, “Why’s that part realistic, isekai?!”

“F-Fine! It was huge in my world! I’ll talk to Regina, make costumes, and make it real!”

“Ugh, the NEET’s throwing a tantrum.”

“Shut up! Kris is perfect as is! Cool, beautiful, badass female knight! Add princess vibes, and boom—perfect princess knight! No need to job-change to a princess, just evolve!”

Yuri doubles down, importing his culture. As Eremia said, he’s a tantruming NEET, plain and simple.

“Yuri-dono…”

Kris is bewildered. Pulled from a sweet dream, facing an extraordinary foe, and now the hero’s passionately hyping her charm. Her face burns, her body ablaze with an unfamiliar emotion she can’t process.

Watching closely, Meia murmurs softly.

“As expected, it bloomed. The hidden flower.”

Chapter 96: Raising a Toast to the Hero’s Engagement! (Part 7)

“Ugh… That’s the reaction you go with? Listen, my little princess, you’d better pick your partners carefully.”

“Right, Kris! Look closely at who you’re dealing with!”

“…Hey, are you guys my enemies or my allies?”

“Women’s allies, of course.”

“Indeed.”

Even the Lust Goddess Izabel is baffled, leaving Yuri half-irate. But asked if he’s a woman’s ally? Well… uh…

“…A-Anyway!”

“Tch, dodging, yarichin!”

“Back to the point! The quest is to solve the honey mystery, right? Why’re you growing these shady flowers?”

“Fufu, a foolish question. This is the start of my revenge. Centuries ago, a human hero sealed me…”

Izabel, with a distant gaze, begins her tale.

“I managed to revive, but I hold a bit of a grudge. So, I’ll teach you foolish humans a lesson. First, I’ll turn the town below into a succubus haven…”

“A-A succubus haven… Gulp.”

“I’ll send succubi across the kingdom, slowly corrupting it. And for the finale… fufu. The current hero, rumored to hide in the palace after slaying the evil god—I’ll drag him down from his lofty perch!”

All eyes zero in on Yuri. Lofty? Lofty what…?

“Ahahaha! In my hands, even the world-saving hero will fall to depravity! I’ll make him live a debauched life, obsessed with women day and night…! Then all will see—evil god slayer or not, he’s just a human!”

“Hm.”

“Huh.”

“Eh.”

The trio responds with utterly indifferent grunts. Kris, at a loss, flicks her gaze to Yuri. The man himself?

“Grr, digging at my sore spots…!”

He’s got no comeback. Why’s this Lust Goddess roasting his freeloading NEET life?!

“Ahahaha! You found me this time, but next time won’t be so easy! Watch, humans, as your hope crashes to the ground!”

Spreading her wings, Izabel soars through the ceiling crack, vanishing into the sky. Yuri, watching her go, feels like he won the battle but lost the war.

“Ugh… Should’ve cleared up the misunderstanding…”

“Aye, fighting an invisible foe. A ‘lofty’ hero? Never seen one…”

“Poor guy, kinda.”

At least the cause is clear. They march back triumphantly to report to the client.

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“I see… Bit of a wild tale, but it checks out. Lust Goddess, huh? Heard stories like that. Long ago, a hero fought a wicked god on that mountain.”

“Huh.”

“So? What do I do now?”

““““…Huh?””””

Harris, arms crossed, demands answers, while Mary clings to him, urging more “marital bonding.”

“After you lot left, guess how many rounds she drained me for…!”

“Oh, ‘drained’? We were loving each other, darling! ♡”

Right, the trigger was Mary turning young and frisky. The four, fixated on the new ale, look away, offering flimsy excuses.

“It was a fierce battle… Yeah, after an epic fight, we let the Lust Goddess slip! She’s a god, y’know, can’t be helped!”

“Aye, truly a formidable foe! Even I couldn’t vanquish her…!”

“Yeah… Tough in a lot of ways… I’m kinda shaken…”

“You need a confidence hit.”

Pure nonsense. Honest Kris feels a pang of guilt, but parts align with the truth. Dodging the evil god slayers’ opening salvo means she’s strong—too strong for humanity to handle.

“Harris-dono, I was there too, but I doubt we could’ve managed her.”

“Haa, figures…”

“No biggie, darling. Let’s make lots of babies and keep Saints Brewery thriving! Right?”

“Hey, yeah! More heirs, and the brewery’s set!”

“See? The Lust Goddess did good work! Keep the ale flowing!”

“I’m counting on centuries of tasty ale!”

“Long life to this place!”

The heroes cheer, dodging the issue. Mary, catlike, pounces on her husband.

“Can’t wait anymore…! C’mon, okay? They’re all for it—let’s go till dawn! ♪”

“Don’t egg her on! W-Wait, I’m done…!”

“Such shamelessness in public…!”

Kris bolts, the Troublemakers and Meia trailing. Before shutting the door, Meia murmurs:

“…Lots of new stars will be born. Good luck.”

A guileless prophecy. Harris roars, then quiets as Mary seals his lips. All night, the brewery echoes with fervent slaps.